More of the more interesting aspects of the human brain, I think, is the vividness and complexity of the dreams it lays out and organizes into cohesive experiences. They can last from 5 - 45 minutes. Often times, they take elements, people, faces, from our own lives and make stories out of them. Other times, they take the fictional worlds we consume and build off that.
I have a few questions.
How much do you remember your dream(s) when you wake? Can you remember more than one?
Have you ever had the same dream/nightmare repeatedly in your life?
For the writers of Lush, do you ever keep a journal by your bed for when you immediately wake up from a dream to jot down any story ideas?
What's the best/worst dream?
Feel free to answer any/all or one question.
To get us started, ever time I had the flu as a kid I had the same nightmare which prevented sleep pretty damn well. Always the apocalyptic variety with the world quite literally on the brink of destruction and me trapped somewhere very tight and suffering claustrophobia. Yea, pretty damn bad.
How much do you remember your dream(s) when you wake? Can you remember more than one?
Some of them I remember very vividly when I wake up but they fade over time. Some of them I remember exact details, even from dreams I had years ago. Then there are those I forget either the second I wake up or when I go tell someone about it, and I forget it all instantly. Even the most minute of details.
Have you ever had the same dream/nightmare repeatedly in your life?
Yes.
For the writers of Lush, do you ever keep a journal by your bed for when you immediately wake up from a dream to jot down any story ideas?
I haven't written in ages, and the stories that I did have I got rid of. I know you should never delete your stories, but quite frankly I just didn't like the stories anymore. I just wanna start fresh...if I ever even write again. Who knows? Shit, I'm off topic. To answer this question, no, I didn't wake up from a dream to jot down story ideas. But maybe I will now. This seems like an excellent idea.
What's the best/worst dream?
I'd rather not say on both counts. They're both pretty personal.
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What I find the most interesting is that every person that shows up in our dream, whether we think we recognize them or not, we've seen before in real life at some point. Even if it was only a glimpse. Also, even the most intricate of dreams last about 20 minutes. So even though they seem like full-length motion pictures, they last barely a fraction of the time we spend sleeping, and occur in our lightest stage of sleep.
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It’s impossible to say I remember all of my dreams as there is no way of monitoring how many I have but of the ones I do remember I have a very vivid and precise recollection of.
I have had quite a few dreams within dreams (or false awakenings as they are also known) and because it was my first experience of this it made it the most bizarre.
In my dream I was happily wandering around on my own at the Friday market opposite the National Stadium in Tegucigalpa buying fruit and veg. I had to put my bags down as there was a strange sensation in my mouth, it was full to bursting with something hard but I couldn’t swallow and didn’t want to choke (Nooooooooooo, don’t be so vulgar, it’s not what you’re thinking), I put my hands to my mouth as loads of teeth fell into them, with further inspection I had more loose teeth and extracted more of them.
Then I woke up. Angela was lying next to me in my bed, on her side, propped up on one elbow, she was looking at me quite concerned and asked if I was okay. I told her I was but I had just had this dream where all my teeth fell out. I put my hand to my mouth again and found that all my teeth were solid, in place and intact.
Phew, I sighed with relief thank God that was just a dream. I looked at Angela and recounted my dream to her. She smiled at me as she lovingly stroked my thigh. Then I woke up again. No teeth missing and no smiling Angela stroking my thigh, just me in bed alone.
Now, you can interpret my dream as you wish but there are some facts to point out before you do. I was in Tegucigalpa for approximately one year, I did go to the market every Friday and it’s situated in the car park opposite the National Stadium. Angela was a gorgeous Latina I worked with, I was infatuated with her but she was, to my knowledge, not into girls. And last, but not least, the dream was completely in Spanish. I did have the dream whilst I was living in Tegucigalpa.
I’m a bit out of practice now but I am fluent in Spanish.
I didn't used to remember many of my dreams but nowadays I seem to dream most nights.
I have had 2 nightmares repeatedly throughout my life, sometimes they will happen two or three times in one night if I wake up. I couldn't describe them no matter how hard I tried! They're very strange and from what I remember about them in the morning they aren't actually scary. They just panic me for some reason. All I remember from one of the nightmares is simply a featureless face moving back and forth. I've dreamed of that since I was very little.
My best dreams are those in which I relive a past memory, that or the flying/swimming dreams. One dream I remember, I was diving off a cliff into a pool, when underwater I thought I couldn't breathe until I realised it was just a dream, and from then on could control what I did, was a lot of fun!
I had a recurring nightmare for a couple of weeks.
I dreamt I was in a cemetary and you could see the bodies through the ground. Most of them were moving and I knew they were after me. I was scared out of my mind. I tried to run but they kept closing in on me. In the distance I could see a huge old style victorian house and ran there to hide. When I arrived most of my family was already there. The house turned out to be haunted and you could feel pure evil radiating from every corner in this house. On the outside of the house you could hear the corpses from the cemetary trying to enter the house, busting windows and knocking in doors. As soon as they entererd they disappeared but you could still feel their presence. No matter what room you went into there was spiritual activity going on. I was alone on the top floor later in the dream and could hear someone constantly calling out to me. I was able to get out and run back downstairs. When I arrived in the living room I found everyone in my family murdered and knew it was me who killed them. However, each of their spirits kept nagging at me trying to force me out of the house. Finally the door opened and I was able to escape. When I looked back the house was glowing eerily and you could see spirts traveling from one room to another.
Even though this dream took place for a couple of weeks, I still have this dream every once in a while. Nothing ever changes and I wake up scared to death.
-I always dream about having a mouth full of gum and can't get rid of it.
-Getting shot and playing dead.
-Being chased and having whatever is chasing me getting closer, but never caught.
My dreams I sometimes remember them and sometimes don't. But when I do they seem so real like they really happened.
I don't dream very often, but when I do I normally can remember some of them in the morning. Most of the time I just remember one of them.
I do have some dreams that repeat themselves, normally they are weird and somewhat scary, my dreams aren't normally happy and fun. I have one where all my teeth fall out often. Then there's the one when a giant animal like a buffalo or something is chasing me and there nowhere for me to hide. I also get this odd one where car headlights start toward me from in the distance and they keep getting closer and closer until they are right in front of me and I wake up before they hit me.
I don't really agree with the Freudian belief that dreams are suppressed feelings we have, I don't believe that every dream we have has some form of special meaning behind it.
A repeating nightmare that I have when I'm really stressed or emotional involves my house being haunted by a dark, grey entity. I can always distinguish when I'm having the nightmare because I can never turn on lights in the dream--no light switch works. On top of that the whole scenario has a "dark" feeling over it, like I'm watching everything through a thick screen door.
generally remember most of it especially if is about something that i am going through, as a kind of extension to life!
yes, repeat dreams happen, once it was repeated after many months, i remember because it was prophetic, but what it was did not happen!
